Good thing you like sloppy seconds
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I need a taste to be convinced
Don't you just love mornings?
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Have you met perfection?
You are an amazing specimen, miss
You came in red, you'll leave all red
No fear of the monster
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
Soft all over
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Claim your big prize